Baseball Gregg - Ice Cold & Moldy
This desert's Ice ColdBland and Vast as the open sea
Under these hot and arid waves
I'm drowning
And I know I'm such a lucky guy
And I feel so good I might die
Sick feelings heal all of the time
And I feel fine
Apple abundance
That I flex so boldly
But when I bite into the core
It's moldy
Having a dream's an unattainable high
And now matter how hard I might try
I can't distinguish hell from a good time
And I feel fine
Written by:
LUCA LOVISETTO, SAMUEL CHARLES REGAN
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